Chapter 53 - Protecting Young Master Hua

Approaching Luo Hong and others, Luo yang smelled an even stronger scent of the body, just like flowers attacking the senses and refreshing the soul.

Suyun’s neck shone with a scented sweat, her wet shirt clinging to her skin, the full and tight mounds almost visible, and her body’s curves more clearly presented.

“Luo yang, during the school sports meet, you must sign up for the badminton competition and bring glory to our class.

I have faith in you, keep it up,” Suyun exclaimed excitedly.

While chatting, Suyun answered a call, hung up, and said her mother was looking for her, then she bid farewell to Luo Hong and the others and left.

Luo yang and Hong Jiaxin played badminton for a while, then returned to the classroom to study.

Just after exercising, Hong Jiaxin’s cheeks were rosy, her hair damp with sweat, radiating youthful vigor.

She fanned herself with a book while asking Luo yang to remember vocabulary.

As it was nearing noon, Hong Jiaxin had to leave, saying, “I’m going to Xiaoshulin Market’s bookstore to buy some extracurricular exercise books, then I’m heading home to eat.

Do you want to come?”

“Together.”

The two rode their bicycles towards Xiaoshulin Market.

Along the way, Luo yang glimpsed Hong Jiaxin’s round buttocks, her jeans unable to conceal their alluring over-spill.

He curiously thought, “So round, could they be as bouncy as a rubber ball?”

Just because he looked a few times and thought of some amusing things, his body began to get excited.

“Monitor, let me ask you a question.

How many siblings do you have?”

“Why?”

“Just getting a clear picture, if you have fewer siblings, it’s easier to bully you.

I love bullying girls.”

Hong Jiaxin chuckled.

“I can beat you though.”

Reaching Xiaoshulin Market, Luo yang went to get a card, finally using the iPhone 6 Qin Piao had gifted him.

Then, he accompanied Hong Jiaxin to the bookstore to buy books.

The bookstore was small, with only a few shelves.

Hong Jiaxin walked straight to the shelf that held the science exercise books, pulled out a book to flip through it to make sure it was worth buying.

Luo yang, on the other hand, flipped through a teen fashion magazine, admiring the graceful figures of the female models.

At that moment, a sleazy-looking adult man slipped into the bookstore.

Just one glance was enough for Luo yang to recognize him as a pickpocket who often operated around Xiaoshulin Market and occasionally would steal on the bus.

The sleazy man glanced at Luo yang and didn’t dare come close, pretending to look for a book, gradually approaching behind Hong Jiaxin.

These pickpockets, even when working alone, actually have accomplices nearby.

Bystanders seeing them steal would not dare to intervene, fearing retaliation.

Luo yang left the magazine behind, went to Hong Jiaxin’s side, and seeing her engrossed in her book, warned, “Be careful with your wallet.”

After hearing this, Hong Jiaxin looked around, spotted the sleazy man behind her, and quickly understood Luo yang’s meaning.

She then moved her crossbody bag to the front, switching to Luo yang’s left side, and continued to read.

Undeterred, the sleazy man relentlessly followed behind Hong Jiaxin, pretending to read a book as well, as though he was determined to succeed in his pickpocketing.

Hong Jiaxin disdainfully glared at the sleazy man then moved again, standing to Luo yang’s right side.

Frustratingly, the sleazy man seemed resolute to accomplish his deed, again following closely behind Hong Jiaxin, showing signs of attempting a robbery if he couldn’t pickpocket.

Luo yang couldn’t stand it anymore, he pointedly called out, “Hey, who doesn’t know you’re a pickpocket?”

The sleazy man, shorter than Luo yang, glared and retorted, “Who are you talking about?”

“If you dare bother my girlfriend again, I’ll beat you to death!”

As he spoke, he turned to Hong Jiaxin and lifted an eyebrow, seeing her face flush with embarrassment as she blinked her eyes, he smiled.

“Monitor, let me handle him.”

As he spoke, he stepped forward and stood in front of Hong Jiaxin, staring coldly at the sleazy man.

“Looking for a fight, aren’t you?”

Before he had finished speaking, the sleazy man pulled out a knife from his trousers pocket.

When Luo Yang saw the sleazy man fiercely stabbing at him, he quickly pulled in his stomach and bent over to dodge the knife, then his left hand shot out and grabbed the man’s wrist, twisted it outward, and his right fist hammered the man’s face twice with a thud.

The sleazy man staggered backward.

The next second, Luo Yang took a large step forward with his left foot and slapped the sleazy man’s left cheek with his right palm.

With a loud bang, the sleazy man lost his balance and slanted to the right, almost crashing into a bookshelf.

There was a clatter as the knife fell to the ground.

The sleazy man shook his head, got up, and lunged forward desperately.

Luo Yang swung his arm and smashed out.

A punch hit the sleazy man on the head, sending him flying sideways into the bookshelf, which collapsed with a crash, and books spilled onto the floor.

Just then, a strange young man rushed in, seeing the sleazy man knocked unconscious on the floor, he immediately took out his phone to make a call.

“There’s a fight!

Come quick!”

Hearing this, one knew the strange young man was summoning his gang to join the fray.

The bookstore owner detained Luo Yang, insisting on checking for any damage to the books before letting him leave.

Soon, the sound of motorcycles racing could be heard, screeching to a halt, and that strange young man came swirling in with three other young men.

“It’s him!”

The three young men following the strange young man were led by none other than Huang Maoqiang.

Not long ago, Huang Maoqiang and four other young men had ganged up on Luo Yang but had been soundly defeated.

Luo Yang bellowed, spread his arms as if to leap forward, scaring Huang Maoqiang who turned and fled; nobody enjoys being beaten up.

As quickly as they had arrived, they left.

With a beep, Huang Maoqiang and two other young men tucked tails and fled, leaving the strange young man stuck at the bookstore entrance, bewildered and unsure of what to do.

He also wanted to escape.

“Stop right there!”

Luo Yang leaped forward and blocked the strange young man’s path.

“What are you trying to do?

I’ll punch you to death!” the strange young man blustered fiercely.

Before he could finish, his cheeks were slapped repeatedly, immediately swelling up, more effective than any nourishing supplement.

Talking to a barbarian required fists, a lesson Luo Yang learned from the university of life.

Scholarly discussions with soldiers were a waste of breath.

Fists carried power; a punch could save a lot of talking.

Sometimes, solving problems with fists in society was both efficient and energy-saving.

The strange young man howled and charged, but was nowhere near a match for Luo Yang.

After being knocked down three times, he could no longer get up and sat on the ground, grimacing in pain.

Having seen Huang Maoqiang make a quick getaway, he knew Luo Yang was not to be messed with; he simply couldn’t escape.

“Wake your accomplice up, lift the bookshelf together, and pick up the books and put them back.”

Initially, the strange young man hesitated; after a few more kicks, he followed Luo Yang’s instructions.

He shook the sleazy man awake, lifted the bookshelf back upright, picked up each book, and placed them back on the shelf.

At the end, the two pickpockets wanted to leave, but Luo Yang said coldly, “You haven’t apologized to my class leader, and you think you can leave?

You can leave when she lets you leave.”